Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

thought Ray were

"Ah --"

sharp pain in her palm brought her back to her senses.

pain and she withdrew her hand

Brody forcibly.

coldly, frowning.

to take the pieces out, he had to

Would hurt.

worriedly at the pale face of Tracy, and his heart trembled abruptly.

bear to see her in

"No --"

as the point of the knife touched her hand, she withdrew her hand

the sharp knife, not to

to take her hand back, but failed, because her hand was tightly held

while, the blood stained Tracy's and

eyes, which were full of fear and timidity,

"You know it hurts?"

business. You don't have to be sarcastic here. Let go

she took a leap from the chair to the ground stiffly, her

hand was dyed red by blood

"Have a seat --"

sort of threatening this

was much more

"No --"

shook her

him coldly, "Brody, are you worried

at him

remembered what he was doing after being

her to a chair

want me to care about you? How

He snorted.

he was still so furious that

tie you up

continued to

so much and

so dizzy as if she was going to pass

"A little bit painful..."

said with hesitation.

heart skipped a beat when he saw the wound.

pain flashed through her eyes.

feeble, but she

her eyes, Tracy didn't say anything but

feel painful,

down at her. Then he made up his mind and

that, he pointed the sharp knife at the

the dagger intending to be stabbed into her flesh. She shivered

kind of fear rose from the bottom of his

her own thought was

the knife was to be stabbed into her body, it must be shaken back and forth in her flesh. Cut the wound on her

"Hmm --"

sharp knife was stuck in her palm, Tracy almost let out a scream, but

teeth, she hummed.

"Clap -"

on Brody's hand and made a clear

was her tears or

knife. He was a little hesitant when he

up so easily. He gritted her teeth and pierced the knife a few inches deeper,

her lower lip tightly, while the sharp pain in her palm seemed to affect her

did feel the knife cutting her

tangle to twisted. Because of the pain, her

eyes finally could not help bursting

cut

wanted to cry out several times to stop

"Idiot --"

wrong with Tracy, Brody finally couldn't do anything to her. Annoyed, he